Thursday, November 18, 2010

Prizefighter Ray sent over some footage from the Vans x Autumn sesh..


A few years ago, French photographer Sacha Goldberger found his 91-year-old Hungarian grandmother Frederika feeling lonely and depressed. To cheer her up, he suggested that they shoot a series of outrageous photographs in unusual costumes, poses, and locations. Grandma reluctantly agreed, but once they got rolling, she couldn't stop smiling.

Frederika was born in Budapest 20 years before World War II. During the war, at the peril of her own life, she courageously saved the lives of ten people. When asked how, Goldberger told us "she hid the Jewish people she knew, moving them around to different places everyday." As a survivor of Nazism and Communism, she then immigrated away from Hungary to France, forced by the Communist regime to leave her homeland illegally or face death.

Aside from great strength, Frederika has an incredible sense of humor, one that defies time and misfortune. She is funny and cynical, always mocking the people that she loves.

With the unexpected success of this series, titled "Mamika," Goldberger created a MySpace page for his grandmother. She now has over 2,200 friends and receives messages like: "You're the grandmother that I have dreamed of, would you adopt me?" and " You made my day, I hope to be like you at your age."


"Just young adults, sorry." Who feels like writin' a book today?


Browsing the interweb, stumbled across these new "made in Italy" women's shoes. It's called "New Kid." They're kind of like lower priced Opening Ceremony shoes. I like the boots, the concept, the idea. These go for around $165 or so per pair. Not bad for Italian made leather shoes. But I'm not sure what the lining material is or what kind of leather they're actually using. Internet shopping is closely related to impulse shopping. The loafers kind of remind me of an 80's Wall Street stock broker's girlfriend. The vamp is fully embroidered, nice touch. Made in Italy, who cares? What's up with Made in USA? Holler at me USA..

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


After a month of zero skateboarding, went to the Autumn Bowl funeral at the new Vans wherehouse, literally two blocks away from the now defunct Bowl.

Walking into such a huge space so well lit took me back to memories of the Vans park in Milpitas. Except there are no numerous weird quarter pipes and step up ledges. The fresh scent of sour mix lysol helmets was also missing.

I don't skate. I just take pictures of "could be" skate situations.

This double wallride situation took a beating later in the night

Yaje with throwback Autumn shirt ( classic )

Prizefighter Ray with a lens stuck to his eye


Lurker. Haven't seen this dude for as long as his beard is..

Obvious ripper.

Cory with his D.C. bleached hair and cool guy 5-0's..

Uh Christian Hosoi. My fucked picture of his lay back grind.

One question: how does he get that fedora to stay on his head?

Jiggly Otti

Van der

Hopps Overlord Jahmal smokin' a pretzel cuz he just had a baby!

Tuesday, November 16, 2010


Went to go see my friend Hannah's band perform: Grouplove. Also known as Groupnut according to Julian..

It kind of sucks when you're stuck in one place a whole show. When I have a camera all I wanna do is get better angles. Here, I get a solid clapping angle.


"Group" tat. Clearly, this is my MTV unplugged angle.

Hannah was awesome to watch. It's really cool to see thoughtful, creative individuals explore different outlets of creativity. You'll always end up with something pretty genuine. I think the one thing I'll always remember is driving to a HUF party in SF circa like 2004 with Hannah riding shotgun. Me trying to parallel park on a steep heel in Chinatown during a down pour and in the process scratching my mom's blue integra bumper. Hannah immediately suggested we go see a guy she knew in Hunter's Point who could " hook up a purple bumper real cheap." Best shit ever. I think we were laughing so much we didn't even go to the party.

And now my homie is wearing glitter masks on stage at the Bowery Ballroom waving a tambourine around- killingit!


Sometimes you don't expect to get as faded as you end up. Four hours of drinking = hang over for the next 36 hours.

Halloween fight at Denny's. I mean a chair-by at Denny's..

Ha! I wish his mom would come in and yell at him about getting his shit out of the kitchen. Some people might get Morrissey's signature tattooed on their forearm, but there are only FOUR PEOPLE in the world who will publicly admit to having a JK Rowling tattoo.

Hoop Dreams.. More like shopping craze for useless shit at the arcade counter

Hidden paws..